"Oh!" Nancy cried out. "Oh Grandpop!" His exploring fingers felt alive with a fire of their own… Nancy's smooth young skin seemed to burn the tips as he drew nearer and nearer the sacred area of the little 10 year old's baby cunt.

"God… it's good!" he thought… "It's too good to pass up!" In a few moments… seconds… he would be touching her little pussy… working his middle finger in there… feeling it hot and moist on his teasingly cupping palm!

"Oh Jesus!" he moaned. "Don't make me do it baby!" But the words had little to do with anything now… he had no intention of stopping… He couldn't have stopped then, even if he had wanted to! He pulled her toward him a little with his other hand and suddenly he was there! She wasn't wearing any panties! The small puffy lips of Nancy's little pussy were hot and almost hairless… the thin, already pulsating little slit smooth like a baby's, and John gasped at the feel of it, his cock hard as a hammer, the blood racing wildly in his veins. His granddaughter's tongue mingled with the copious juices in his mouth.

"Please… please…" she murmured directly into his mouth, her legs moving about over his, her belly rubbing slowly in a tormenting motion against his groin.

He felt like his cock was ready to thrust right up through his pants, to get to the moist little crevice that began to slip and slide wetly beneath his fingers. It was all terribly wrong… but he could not help himself. He kept thinking of Tricia and that dream… and then the stark reality that he had actually fucked his own grown daughter… and in the confusion, he let his fingers tease into the seeping, trembling pit of Nancy's almost hairless little pussy.